FictionONE TWO THREE running, jumping hops and I launch into the sky, wings beating down hard, plastic feathers scraping car park gravel. It’s easier with a platform to leap from, but just like the brochure says, you can get...

FictionMOST OF THE time, I know I’m human. There’s a buttoned flap to fuss with when it’s time to eat, and another for toilet. Every enhancement comes at a price. It’s not good teamwork to complain, not when things are going...